My Cultivation is Soul Devouring
87. eight seven

At this moment, Su Mo let out a long sigh, and the mist in his heart was swept away.

"It seems that I am too worried, my martial soul can still be promoted, it's just that I need more beast soul or martial soul!"

Su Mo smiled again.

As long as the martial spirit could be promoted, no matter how much was consumed, he could find a way to obtain it.

With so much wealth gained in this trial, it was absolutely no problem to purchase a large amount of ferocious beast soul.

After which, Su Mo stuffed all the trophies into the storage ring, and he stored the demon cores inside the storage bag separately.

After returning to Fengling Island, he would re-clean some items that were useless to him would be dedicated to the sect and exchanged for contribution points.

At that time, use contribution points to exchange for a large number of soul beasts from the sect.

The Martial Soul Level would rise again, around the corner.

After that, Su Mo practiced cross-legged on this hill, trying to consolidate his cultivation.

He plundered over 1,100 demon cores, plus his own demon cores earlier, the number of demon cores was close to 1,300, and he no longer needed to hunt demon cores.

This time it was the Qing Yuan Court, the first place was definitely him.

Time passes quickly in training.

The next day, around noon, thunderous shouts exploded over the island, waking Su Mo up immediately.

"When the exam is up, all the exam students will be back in two hours!"

A drinking voice rang out, echoing throughout the island, it was the voice of Elder Wei from Fengling Island.

Hearing this, Su Mo got up, walked out of the mountain, and flew out of the forest.

At the same time, across the entire island, hundreds of new disciples quickly passed through the mountains and forests, returning one after another.

...

On Qingyuan Island, outside of the mountains and forests, many people gathered here.

Other than over a dozen outer sect elders, there were also many new disciples.

These new disciples left the forest early and gave up on the ordeal.

Some disciples had to retreat early due to serious injuries, like Li Feng.

Some disciples were hunted by strong monsters because they were too weak.In the end, they could only ask the sect elders for help and get knocked out early.

"Friends, tell me which new disciple can obtain first place in this Qingyuan trial."

A group of elders from the outer sect stood together, and a middle-aged elder with a square face smiled and spoke.

"The first place this time is definitely one of the eight Spiritual Martial Realm disciples!"

Another green-robed elder confirmed.

Elder Guozilian rolled his eyes when he heard those words, and said sneeringly, "What's the difference between what Elder Zhao said and the nonsense, I'm afraid it's a three-year-old child, and he also knew that the first place should be a disciple of the Spiritual Martial Realm."

Another green-robed elder confirmed.

Elder Guozilian rolled his eyes when he heard those words, and said sneeringly, "What's the difference between what Elder Zhao said and the nonsense, I'm afraid it's a three-year-old child, and he also knew that the first place should be a disciple of the Spiritual Martial Realm."

The green-robed elder let out a cold snort.

"I think the first place should be produced among the geniuses of the five eighth level master level martial arts. It's hard for me to judge who it is."

The elder with a square face said with a smile.

"Hmph! That's not necessarily true. Although someone with a high-level martial spirit possessed a combat power that was slightly stronger than someone with a lower martial spirit, this trial was not a simple competition. People with strong powers don't necessarily get The most demon nuclei."

The green-robed elder sneered.

"That's right! Elder Zhao was right. They were all in the Spiritual Martial Realm, and there was not much difference in strength. It's hard to judge!"

Hearing those words, the other elder nodded in agreement.

"Elder Wei, in your opinion, whoever wins first place in this trial has a better chance of winning."

Elder Guozilian turned to look at Elder Wei again, and asked respectfully.

Elder Wei pondered for a moment, looked deep into the forest with deep eyes, and said, "I think Luo Qianfan has better expectations!"

"Oh, why did Elder Wei say that?"

people ask.

"Among the eight disciples in the Spiritual Martial Realm, the five geniuses had the greatest expectations. The difference in strength between the five was not very big, so it was very difficult to judge it!"

Elder Wei nodded and continued: "If you say who among the eight has the greatest hope, it must be Luo Qianfan."

"The long-range bow and arrow attacks were terrifying, and the monster hunting speed was much faster than other professional warriors."

"Of course, Luo Qianfan only hoped to be the greatest. The specific rating will only be known after the results of the trial come out."

Elder Wei said slowly.

"What Elder Wei said makes sense!"

Hearing Elder Wei's words, everyone nodded in sympathy.

Archers might not be good at melee combat, but strong archers were long-range battle kings, long-range attacks were enough to defeat a hundred with a single strike.

Once, more than 30 elders from Fengling Island went to besiege and kill the enemies of the sect.The enemy of this sect was an archer.

However, the result of the siege made all the elders of Fengling Island lose face.

In a situation where absolute strength completely destroyed the opponent, these thirty elders could not even get close to the opponent.

This person was separated by a distance of a hundred miles, and the arrows were fired without fail. The elders from S instantly felt embarrassed. No one could take a step forward, and they could not even approach the opponent within a one-step distance.

And their attacks could not touch each other at all, not to mention the distance of a hundred miles, the attack power began to weaken after ten miles, and over fifty miles, the attack power would not exist.

In the end, it was the owner of Fengling Island who had personally come forward to kill this person.

The elders were chatting, and as time passed, the disciples continued to return from the forest.

In less than an hour, half of the disciples returned.

Swish!